System: Lingming Stone Monkey practiced for three hours in the primary gods and demons dojo, gained 1500 points, upgraded to the acquired sixth level, and understood the magical power [Dou Zi Jue]
The little monkey, who had just come out of the secluded training in the Gods and Demons Dojo, was sitting on the sofa helplessly.
"I don't want to practice cultivation, I want to play games on my mobile phone!" the little monkey roared in resistance to tyranny.
Lin Xi touched the little monkey's head, with a fatherly smile on his lips, "This is all for your own good. Look at your ancestors who even beat up the Jade Emperor. You have to practice hard and not let down the expectations of your ancestors."
Little Monkey: Are you the devil?
At the moment when the little monkey realized the magical power, Lin Xi, as the master, also got the secret of Dou Zi.
"Qimen Nine-Character Technique?"
Lin Xi also didn't expect that the little monkey would actually comprehend the Dou Zi Jue among the Nine Zi Jue of Qimen, which is known as the holy method of fighting in the God and Demon Dojo, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become complicated.
Originally, his dream for cultivation was to become a swordsman with fluttering white clothes like Li Taibai.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
The sword energy spreads across 30,000 miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents.
But now his style of painting seems a bit crooked.
The Prison Suppressing Holy Body, the Great Sage Breathing Technique, and the Dou Zi Jue are all standard exercises for the reckless man.
When fighting, it’s just one word,
Reckless!
If this set of qualities continues three times in a row, who can withstand it?
The most frightening thing is that after the explosion, all the explosives on his body will fall off, and his appearance will be seriously reduced.
Lin Xi sighed helplessly, he had to find a way to get the crooked painting style back.
A few nights later, Lu Qingwei sent a text message.
"There is no mole, we will act tonight!"
You are not artificial leather, you are real leather.
Ignoring the Pipi Shrimp's request to come over and get involved, Lin Xi took care of the little Lolita and went out with the Xuanshui Evil Turtle.
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In the urban area of Yucheng City at night, the cold wind blows.
"Miss, I received news that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has been wiped out by the masters of the Cultivation Committee, and their sect master is missing. The company's crisis has finally been resolved." Liu Chengqing stared at the dark circles in his eyes, his face full of fatigue and excitement.
These days, she has been worried about Qin Muran's safety and has not slept for several days.
In the driving high-end car, Qin Muran, who was dressed in professional attire, crossed his arms over his chest and felt a little uneasy. "It's too early to relax now. The leader of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has not been found yet."
"With the Wangui Sect gone, he has no reason to continue to deal with us. Moreover, the National Security Bureau is currently looking for him, so his whereabouts should not be exposed at this time."
Liu Chengqing analyzed calmly.
"Now that the crisis in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has been resolved, I will go and bring Little Apple back tomorrow."
Hearing her sister's name, Qin Muran finally showed a smile on her face, "I just had a phone call with Little Apple yesterday. She seemed to like Lin Xi very much and wanted to stay with him for a few more days."
Hearing this, Liu Chengqing frowned and murmured in a low voice, "Even Lolita is not spared!"
She didn't know what Qin Muran saw in him, so she was so confident in leaving her baby sister to his care.
The next time you see him, be sure to warn him not to have any inappropriate thoughts about the lady.
The car slowly drove into a manor. Qin Muran and Liu Chengqing got out of the car and walked towards the house in the center of the manor.
After walking a few steps, Qin Muran suddenly realized something was wrong.
The house seemed a little too quiet.
Walking into the house, Qin Muran took off her high heels and stepped on the floor, feeling a sticky feeling on her white jade-like soles.
A pool of blood-red liquid as thick as asphalt appeared on the ground.
Blood?
Qin Muran and Liu Chengqing's hearts skipped a beat. When they looked up, they saw an unusually tall man in black robe had appeared in the house.
"Who?"
Liu Chengqing smelled a dangerous aura on this black-robed man and subconsciously blocked Qin Muran.
"Wangui Sect, Li Qianjue." A hoarse and deep voice came from the man in black robe.
The moment he heard the name, Liu Chengqing's expression changed drastically and he quickly pushed Qin Muran, "Run, I'll stop him."
At this time, the manor's security guards ran in from outside, and upon Liu Chengqing's order, they took out their guns and shot at the man in black robes.
A burst of fierce gunfire rang out.
The bullet penetrated the body of the man in black robe, but did not leave a bullet hole in his body.
"Do you know what death feels like?"
At this time, a strange light flashed in Li Qianjue's eyes.
The security guards in the manor had faces full of fear, as if they saw countless evil ghosts rushing towards them and devouring their souls.
The next moment, these security guards seemed to have their souls drained out of them. They fell to the ground with livid faces and stiff bodies, turning into cold corpses.
After releasing the ghost to drain the security guard's soul, Li Qianjue took a step towards Qin Muran.
"Don't come over here!"
Liu Chengqing roared in panic and slapped him with his soft palm.
The stirring spiritual power exploded in her palm, but Li Qianjue remained unmoved and gave her an indifferent look.
Just a glance.
Her soul seemed to be drained out, and she fell weakly at Li Qianjue's feet.
"Not dead yet?"
Li Qianjue looked indifferent and ignored Liu Chengqing who fell at his feet.
His goal is the Dream Orb on Qin Muran's body. As long as he gets the Dream Orb, he can completely control the Ghost King. By then, he will have innate-level power.
As for the Wangui Sect, it is just a stepping stone for him to achieve his goal.
As long as we can achieve innateness, it won't take long to recreate the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect.
Qin Muran's face turned pale, and she looked silently at the man in black robes who was as powerful as a mad demon.
She knew that even if she ran away now, she would not be able to escape from his grasp.
"As long as the Qin family has it, you can take whatever you want. But you must leave immediately." Qin Muran gritted her silver teeth and said with force.
The strength of the men in black robes was enough to massacre the entire Qin family before the monks from the Cultivation Committee arrived.
"You are not qualified to bargain with me."
Li Qianjue's eyes dimmed, and his figure turned into a puff of black smoke, appearing in front of Qin Muran instantly.
"Give me!"
An old hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed the orb hanging on Qin Muran's snow-white neck.
But just when Li Qianjue's palm was about to touch her neck, a figure suddenly appeared behind her.
boom!!!
The majestic spiritual power exploded in Li Qianjue's body, and a huge black hole appeared between his chest and abdomen.
Li Qianjue's expression suddenly changed, his expression became completely gloomy, and he turned into black smoke and condensed into a human form ten meters away from Qin Muran.
The blow just now made him feel the threat of death.
Who is it?
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in front of Li Qianjue.